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Archive for December, 2010
iTangNa 2010
Posted by Allan in Audio, Cultures, Prose on December 23, 2010 7:20 pm
On this eve of Tang Na, I reflected upon all the events of this past year and once again came to the realization that the true meaning of Tang Na was with me throughout. In the seven days to come, let us look back at all the things the year had brought us. Let us all together feel the coldness of the season and maybe reach out to bring a moment of figurative warmth to the forgotten. A song on the radio told the story of a drummer. “I have no gift to bring,” he said. “Shall I play for him?” he asked, offering the only thing he had. “I played my best for him,” said the boy of his performance. Everyone was so moved by his generosity and enthusiasm that they clapped, even as the barn animals protested with bleats and stomps. Everyone was so supportive and so polite that nobody bothered to tell the kid that he was a lousy drummer.
2010, Tang Na Mo.
Take it away, El Techno…(El pequeño baterista)
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I saved the world last night, you guys
Posted by Allan in Verse -- Love on December 21, 2010 4:24 pm
I saved the world last night, you guys.
You can thank me later.
A giant snake tried to eat the moon.
On the darkest day of the year, no less!
I went outside and banged pots and pans together.
I yelled to scare the snake away
and I succeeded!
I’ll be wanting that parade in my honor,
maybe a holiday around this time in my name.
What, you’re telling me that my ridiculous
claims based on superstition have been debunked
by perfectly sound scientific explanations
thus rendering my absurd belief system
obsolete and counter-productive?
Well, never mind then.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
On Solstice Eve
Posted by Allan in Verse -- Love on December 20, 2010 8:27 pm
This is not a happy poem.
This was not a happy year.
Despite well-wishes from a year before,
more instinctive greeting than sincere,
this “prospero ano felicidad,” this “happy new year”
this violent assault of love, rage, and fear
yet here we stand, survivors all,
bruised, defeated, grieving those we have lost.
One foot forward, then the other
in a walk, a march, a stride,
a dance against this syncopated rhythm,
against that which pushes us backwards.
We do more than resist. We do not merely hold ground,
we overcome.
We overcome not because we are strong,
not because of our resilience,
not because of any imaginary or arbitrary power.
We overcome because WE can define victory
We look to the heavens on its darkest night
and we remember Pandora, we remember hope.
We remember those who do not have this night
as we join the countless who do.
We look to the heavens, we meet the darkness,
and we win.